Edgar Albert Guest Beauty Poems

Constant Beauty

It's good to have the trees again, the singing of the breeze again,
It's good to see the lilacs bloom as lovely as of old.
It's good that we can feel again the touch of beauties real again,
For hearts and minds, of sorrow now, have all that they can hold.

The Beauty Places

Here she walked and romped about,
And here beneath this apple tree
Where all the grass is trampled out

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